It wasn't as if he had seen a whole lot of bare breasts in his lifetime, but Sandy's had to be the closest to perfection he had ever seen.They were a ...it bigger than pears, probably 'B' cup size, but on Sandy's slight frame, anything more would have been too big. From the nipples upward to her chest was a smooth and straight slope. From the nipples downward was a delicious curve with no overhang whatever. Unless her breasts grew considerably larger, it was likely they would never sag.Sandy was. Olivia cried out even louder and clamped her hands over mine. “Ohh, ohh, ohhh, please stop, pleeeaassse! She held my hands there as she tried to calm down and regain her breathing. “Oh shit, oh fuck, oh my god. That was so fucking intense,” she panted, her chest still heaving. I helped Olivia to get upright on her knees. She was all disheveled and still trying to once again breathe normally. I took her head in both my hands and kissed her deeply. I could still taste the remnants of my cum on. After putting away his tools he sat with her on the couch sipping his beer.“Can I ask you a question?” he said.“Sure go ahead.”“Let me see if I can say this right without offending you because that is the last thing I want to do. The Beth that I see at school and the Beth I see here appears to be two different persons. Why is that?”“You mean the little and sloppy makeup, the hair in a bun, thick glasses and maxi dress?”“Yes, why is that?”“That’s because of teenage boys who have raging hormones. If it were purified even more, then 100 fire particles would be enough to turn the potato into dust.Once he knew that, he set out to consciously purify his spirit energy to the highest possible quality he could. The only problem was that it was a slow and tedious process, and while he was focused on it, his rise in energy quantity stagnated.It was a trade-off between reaching higher levels faster and having a shit load more spirit energy or progressing much more slowly and having less spirit.